Chapter 277 Prison Riot
After holding Professor Cahill, who had gained a lot of weight, and chatting about gossip for half the night, Jack also roughly understood the purpose of Rosie's conversation with him.
The general meaning is to coax the two girls together, keep a low profile, and don't attract attention from above because of private life issues. Although Jack is his disciple of David Rossi, there is no need to learn everything.
In the next two weeks, the world returned to peace again. It may be that spring has just arrived and the serial killers have not yet fully awakened. In short, the years have been quiet and everyone in the BAU has once again fallen into a state of doing nothing.
When Jack yawned and carried the food box into the office, he was surprised to find that Rhett, who was never late, was not in his seat today.
"Where's our Dr. Red?" Jack took apart the food box, labeled them one by one, and stuffed them into the refrigerator.
"Hotchner and I went to the prison early in the morning. There is a serial killer named Chester Hardwick who wants to participate in our criminal character research project before his death sentence takes effect."
Emily picked up a box of fried crispy pig ears from the table behind him, cheered, and started crunching.
This is a Spanish delicacy, which was slightly improved by Jack. The braised pig ears are hung with a thin layer of slurry, fried in low-temperature olive oil until golden brown, and then sprinkled with a thin layer of seasoning mixed with paprika. It’s a perfect dish to accompany wine.
The surface is crispy, the interior is soft and glutinous and contains a layer of chewy bones. It can also be enjoyed as a snack.
If paired with a plate of braised edamame and a few bottles of cold beer, it is simply the best combination for a night party, watching TV shows and watching football games.
Seeing Jack sitting in his seat and yawning several times, Emily asked with some confusion, "Isn't it just the weekend? It's rare to see you in this state."
"I went to my friend's farm to snipe rats last night and played all night."
Jack made himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself. There had been a rat infestation at Brother Wolfe's farm recently, so Braxton assembled several air rifles and equipped them with low-light night vision goggles and high-power scopes.
The sound of the air gun is very small and the power is moderate. It will not alarm the entire farm animals with one shot, and it can kill small mammals such as mice with a single shot.
The three men stayed up at night, lying on the haystacks and hunting mice, shooting Jerry at one point. The process was quite relaxing, and they accidentally played until dawn.
"Do you men never grow up?" Emily rolled her eyes, picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading.
"What are you talking about?" Probably hearing Jack's voice, Jie Jie walked out on high heels and opened the refrigerator to look for anything delicious today.
"We were talking about Emily possibly having a partner." Jack said so shockingly that Emily straightened up from her chair.
"What are you talking about?"
"Just now, you said you are a man, which means that a new member of the opposite sex has appeared in your life recently, and you can subconsciously think of him from time to time."
"That's nonsense." Emily looked disdainful, as if your profiling skills were too poor.
"Okay, let me try the deduction method, Jiejie, when was the last time you saw Emily wearing the same outfit from before the previous Friday's vacation to this Monday after the vacation?"
Jiejie pretended to be deep in thought, but the corners of her mouth began to curl up uncontrollably.
"Oh my God, Emily, you spent the night at a man's house, thank God. I thought you were going to die alone."
Seeing Emily glaring at him angrily, Jack made a V sign to show victory.
She was always being eaten by her, and it was rare for her to eat for a while. Jiejie took Emily to her office, and the two girls chatted.
Jack lay on the table and began to catch up on his sleep. He slept until noon, until Jie Jie and Emily hurriedly came to wake him up.
"Jack, come on, there's a riot in Terminal Prison, Hotchner and Red are trapped inside."
Jack was startled, and his brain suddenly woke up. Prison riot? Are these two guys so unlucky?
Rosie didn't come to the office today, so the three of them had to rush to the prison first. Jack made a few calls on the way and learned about the situation from his friends in the LAPD.
Terminal Prison is a prison for serious offenders contracted and operated by a private company, with approximately 800 prisoners in it.
This morning, prisoners in this prison suddenly rioted. The situation is unknown now, but there are rumors that the situation inside is not good.
When the three arrived, LAPD police cars, fire trucks, SWAT armored vehicles, and several FBI Sabers had already blocked the open space in front of the prison building.
In front of a large black-painted LAPD van command vehicle, Jack saw Hannah and Hondo, the captain of the SWAT team.
"Why are you (you) here?" Both of them were surprised to see Jack and Emily.
"Long time no see, Hondo." Jack said hello to the black captain first.
"Our group's brightest minds and boss are trapped inside, and they're here today to meet a dangerous serial killer."
Jack glanced at the five teammates behind him, a little strange, "You only came as a team?"
Hondo spread his hands helplessly, "Team B is on a capture mission in Century City, and it will be a while before they arrive, so we have to go first."
"Do you mind taking me with you?" Jack said, taking out the equipment that Seal gave him from the trunk.
"Wow, didn't you join the FBI? Where did you get such a trick?" Hondo's eyes showed envy.
What he envied was not only Jack's high-end seal goods, but also the two beautiful girls who took the initiative to stand beside him and help him put on the body armor.
"This is a gift from Seal's friend. Give me a set of your communicators."
With the help of Hannah and Jiejie, he put on the body armor and inserted the ceramic bulletproof plate. Jack answered while strapping a holster on his right leg.
"I have it here. Long time no see, Jack. When you last visited our team as a guest, can you reveal the secret stew recipe you made?"
Vice-captain Deacon, who had a big beard and a slightly longer face, handed over his spare communicator.
"Ah, that is the exclusive secret recipe of one of my aunts. I dare not give it to you directly without her consent, but I can ask it for you."
Jack took the communicator and put it on. He inserted the MK24 with the golden anchor logo into the holster on his right leg. Finally, he put on the goggles and moved around in place to make sure that his movements would not be affected by these tactics. Accessories may be affected and deformed.
"Tell me about the current situation inside. Have you made a rescue plan?"
"Not yet. The firefighters have just extinguished the fire in the annex building. The prisoners have taken 18 hostages, including the warden. But we haven't found Red and Hotchner yet. We don't know where they are hiding."
Hannah led everyone into the command vehicle, and a bunch of avatars were displayed on the screen.